This is a song about "Left"

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

These shows be packing tight

Im being pulled left and right

I be on some other shit

So with your mind left exploded

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

With the rest who are left

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

And i'm left for the corrections,

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

Promises that had us left assured

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Take away what ever's left

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

He was being a bully so i left